Seeing the black-clothed young man sitting above looking down expressionlessly, he looked away, leaned back in the chair, and looked at Han Rong with a lazy look: "When you used spirit ore to trade with me to destroy the Phoenix Dynasty, we had to help you finish it after you didn't say anything, not to mention the rest of the people, we still have to help you kill them." ”

Listening to the slightly deep voice of the person on the main seat, with a hint of coldness, Han Rong immediately lowered his eyes: "Don't dare, I just came to tell the hall master the news this time, and I didn't dare to ask the hall master to make a move." ”

"Humph!"

The black-robed man snorted coldly and stared at him with a pair of sharp eyes: "Han Rong, don't think that the deity doesn't know what your idea is!" At the beginning, you were just a subordinate next to Xuanyuan Moze, but the slave bully was abolished and driven out, if it weren't for your current master to help you take it, you wouldn't be able to stand in front of this! With such a you, who gave you the right not to kneel in front of the deity? And who gave you the courage to use the deity? ”

The voice of the yin owl came with a powerful coercion in an instant, startling Han Rong's heart to a beat, and the breath of death enveloped him in an instant, making his legs involuntarily weak, and he actually knelt down.

"No, don't dare."

He—He even knew! How did he know that he had taken it? Do you still know that he was originally the person next to Xuanyuan Moze? How the hell did he find out?

At this time, Feng Jiu's heart was also shocked when she heard this, she stared at Han Rong below, and couldn't believe that this person was actually the Han Rong who had been abolished by Xuanyuan Moze in the first place.

It's him? It turned out to be him!

It was his revenge that destroyed her Phoenix Dynasty, let so many Feng Wei die in battle, made her grandfather and grandmother suffer so much, and let her little uncle die because of this......

Looking at the person below, her heart was churning with murderous intent, and she wanted to kill him!

The black-robed man glanced at Han Rong, who was kneeling below, and said coldly: "Even if there is that news next time, you don't need to run over to tell the deity, the deity's Night Temple is not a place where you can come whenever you want to!" ”

"Yes, then I'll take my leave."

Han Rong lowered his head, perhaps because he was afraid of his pressure, he didn't even dare to raise his head at this moment, so he got up like that and retreated with his head down, until he walked out of the palace for a distance, he exhaled lightly, stabilized his beating heart and left quickly.

Only people like him, who have experienced death and despair, know how beautiful it is to be alive, it is precisely because of this that he cherishes everything he has more and more now, and Feng Jiu and them, he will not count them like this!

"Nine." After Han Rong left, the black-robed man called out casually.

"The subordinates are here." Feng Jiu jumped down from above and saluted respectfully.

"Do you recognize him?" The black-robed man's eyes were half-squinted, staring sharply at the young man standing in front of him, not letting go of a trace of the look that flashed on the young man's face.

"Back to the master, his subordinates have seen him before." Feng Jiu said in a calm voice.

"Oh? Is it? Where did you see it? He raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to continue.

She looked at the person sitting there, and said in an indifferent voice: "Once I met on the road, I had a relationship, so when I heard the master say that he was a takeaway, my subordinates were a little surprised." ”